Falling Skies (2011–2015): Season 1, Episode 7 - Sanctuary: Part 2 - full transcript

Oh, sorry!

Yeah, I'll get it
back out to you.

Take it, Jimmy. Take it! Take it! Take it!

Jimmy, I'm open! Over here!
Jimmy, I'm open! I'm open! Come on!

Over here!

Ah. Lourdes.

Oh, come on, guys.
We can take them.

You weren't even trying!

I wasn't trying?
You just showed up!

Yeah, what were you
doing over there?

Just leaving me all by myself.



Come on, guys! Keep your heads up!

We can take them!
Let's do this!

Sanctuary 8,
2nd Mass. Zero?

- I don't think so.
- Oh.

Well, you may have us
on age and height,

and there's something
you need to know

about the 2nd Mass., Tessa.

Mm.
We don't give up.

I'll walk it out.

Didn't you see me there?
I was right there.

Yeah, yeah.
I saw you.

Just stay away
from me, okay?

Hey, they're going back.

Yeah, Clayton's walking
our fighter escorts



to the main road.

If the Skitter attack's as bad
as they say it's gonna be,

they'll be happy
to have them back.

When's dad
gonna catch up?

Soon as the 3rd Mass.
makes the rendezvous...

couple days max.

Hey. I miss him, too.

All right, guys.

Tessa!

Take it, Jimmy! Take it! Take it!

You're not gonna let them
score even once?

You know me.

Yeah. That's right.
I do.

You like that one,
don't you?

Dad.

You know why
they're here.

Just...

...don't like him
too much.

Keep that ammo out back with the .50 cal.

3rd Mass. comes in hot,

Skitters and Mechs
can't be far behind.

We're gonna have to be able
to move fast.

Yeah, that's gonna be easier
for some than others.

Sarah, right?

Did Dr. Glass give you
any kind of E.T.A.?

Yeah. Two days ago.
He's stubborn.

So it's a boy.

Don't know.

Just didn't like calling him an "it."

All right.

Well, let's hope that you can
hang on till after we move.

Excuse me.

Captain, do you have any children?

Two daughters.

You better get in line
before the pot runs dry, Mama.

If this attack happens,
she's gonna have to keep up.

Don't worry about her.
We'll do what we have to do.

"We"?
What are you, her keeper?

No. I'm just pragmatic.

Get in the chow line
with the pregnant lady,

nobody even minds
if you ask for seconds.

Used to hate eating
my vegetables.

You won't hate these.
They're from our garden.

And the zucchini is amazing.

Better than anything you had
at central square.

Welcome back.
Any problems?

No. Your friends
are on their way.

And I didn't see any sign
of Skitters,

so I made a detour.

Apples.

Fresh and ripe as can be.

You go ahead,
help yourself.

Pretty nice setup
you got here, Terry.

You're settling in.

You think we're getting complacent?

I've just gotten used
to packing light.

Yeah, well, we're
pretty secluded up here.

Like I said, the Skitters have
already swept the area, so...

and if we did have to jump,

we could still hit
the ground running.

Hey, Dad, try some?

Mm-hmm.

How does she do that? How do you do that?

- It's great, hon.
- Thanks.

Terry, you needed a hand
with that generator?

You got it.

This goes in here?

Yeah, that's good. Thanks.

I smell asparagus,

which means you're boiling it,

which means
you're ruining it.

We'll pass that on
to the chef.

Kudos, once again,
for the information.

2nd Mass. was exactly where
you said it was gonna be.

It wasn't exactly
voluntary.

And like I said, this doesn't
have to be this way.

Mm.

So, what is this,
my last chance to convert?

Maybe.

You must have done

one hell of a Tony Robbins
on those people

to get them
to hand over their kids.

I served with those people.

Weaver's always been
by the book,

so new orders
from Colonel Porter

were enough for him,

and, uh, his second-in-command, um...
- Mason.

It's pretty clear he'd do
anything to protect his boys.

You really think you can deal
with those lizards?

It's not about winning or losing
anymore, Pope.

It's about surviving.

Yeah, where does that
leave you and me?

Right where we were

after you broke
into our supply shed.

Well, to be fair,
it was unlocked.

Yeah, because
you stabbed his brother,

who was supposed
to be guarding it.

You're making a big mistake,
Clayton!

I really am
one hell of a cook!

Oh, I don't doubt that!

Bye, Pope!

Pretty handy
with a mop, too.

This place
could use one.

It's covered
in broken glass.

Looks like these two
won't make it back

to the 2nd Mass
anytime soon.

Civilization...

You got to love it.

Captain.

The conditions of these bikes
is a disgrace.

Is that right?
I'll have to look into that.

Which ones of these
are gassed up?

Those two are good to go.

I don't remember you
being assigned to patrol.

That's right.
You're assigning me now.

We have fighters for that.

- We have Dai...
- Dai can come with me.

It's been 48 hours.

There's been no sign
of the Skitters,

no sign of the 3rd.

At the very least, the escorts
should be back by now.

So they were delayed.
It happens in war.

That's not good enough.

Clayton said he's taking
the kids to Westminster.

It's a half a day's walk.

We can do that
in a couple of hours.

We'll go.
We'll check it out.

If it's all fine,
we'll come back.

What happens if the Skitters
attack while you're gone?

What if they come
after you?

You're not just another civvy,
you know.

I could order you to say!

You could.

Tom!

Whatever happens,
I want you and Dai back.

Understood?

2 miles.
No sign of Pope.

Think he's gonna
try anything?

No. Pope could have
killed you.

And coming after us
buys him nothing.

How long are we
gonna keep this up?

Look, it's a lot easier
on everybody

if they want to be here.

Next exchange is tomorrow.
We'll see after that.

Eating vegetables like a champion.

Thought I heard some commotion
out there.

One of the Sentries
thought he saw a coyote.

MIKE:
You definitely have

a different scale of problems
out here.

You get used to it after a while.

What's the matter, Rick,
not hungry?

Tell you what

When your old man and I
were posted together,

he could not stop
talking about you.

Don't worry.
Mostly good stuff.

And what good stuff
could that be?

How I was sick
all the time?

How I could
barely catch my breath?

How can you eat
their food?

Excuse me?

We are guests here, Rick.

I raised you better
than that.

Excuse my son's manners.

You get a pass
on chores tonight...

since you're new here.

You don't have to do that.

"Since you're new here."

What do you see
out there?

I don't know.
Stars.

And Captain kick-ass
up there.

I mean,
I know you guys think

you're off the Skitter radar
and everything,

but shouldn't there at least
be patrols or...

aren't you the soldier?

Chip off the old block.

Then your father,
he's still...

Alive. Yes.

Yes.

Um...

I was just thinking
about how this is the first time

we've been apart
since the attack.

But you like it here,
don't you?

Yeah.

Hal.

I mean, it's nice.

I'm sorry.
I'll catch up with you later.

I knew I'd seen it.

Eli Russell
was wearing it

when his father
robbed the clinic.

I was there when Clayton
let the Russells run.

Maybe the kid dropped it.

What?

Okay,
it's probably nothing,

but they've got Sentries
posted on the house,

and the barn's
locked up tight.

So?

Nobody's watching the sky
or the road.

I mean,
it actually feels like

they're more interested
in watching us.

Or maybe not.

Look,
I've known Terry Clayton

since a week
after the attack.

It's gonna take more
than a backpack and looks

to convince me this is anything
except what he says.

Round up the others.
Get them to bed.

I guarantee this will look
better by morning.

Yeah.

I always liked you, Mike.

That's why I'm gonna talk
and you're gonna listen.

Eli Russell.

Short answer?
He was here.

What's the long answer?

I can't even begin to tell you
what it was like

when the 7th went down.

Skitters came after us
like locusts.

They tore us to pieces.

We're the only ones
who survived the raid,

and the Skitters
were still hot on us.

I mean, we'd retreat,
defend, retreat, defend,

and they still
kept coming.

We had a little young girl
with us... Megan.

She fell behind.

Didn't realize it
until it was too late.

Skitters got her.

And we just kept retreating
to save the group.

And then they stopped.

They stayed away
for a week.

It's almost like they were
saying, "Okay, thanks."

Thanks for what?

For not attacking
when they had Megan,

for letting them keep her.

That's what they figured.

So Megan found us here
a while later.

She'd been harnessed,

but she also had a message
from the Skitter

who was in charge
of her group.

All they wanted
were the kids.

A Skitter told you this?

Through Megan. Yeah.

Mike, they didn't want to die
any more than we do,

but they have
their missions, too.

It sounds crazy,
but it's like every group

has to hit their numbers.

Once we understood that,

once we knew what they wanted
and what they didn't want,

the arrangement...

just evolved.

You've been trading kids
to the Skitters?

In return for immunity
for my men and their families.

That's why I went after
the 2nd Mass.

So the 3rd Mass.,
on the run,

Porter's orders...

It was all a lie.
- Yeah.

I need to know
what you're thinking, Mike.

What should
I be thinking?

That this is
a messed-up world

and this is all we have.

And I know
that you understand that,

and that's why I asked you
to come along.

And if I say no?

This is not just about
your survival anymore.

You got to think
about Rick.

Mike...

Okay, everyone,

I'll let you know when
to break out the cigars.

And I know you got
better things to do.

Let's go.

No, Margaret,
please, stay.

All right.

As long as I don't have
to say "Push, push."

Oh, my God. Is it supposed
to feel like this?

It's okay.
It's just a contraction.

There you go.

And breathe.

You got a name
picked out?

If it's a boy,
I was thinking "David."

Is that
the baby's father?

No, that would be
sperm donor.

Yeah, Dad's not
in the picture.

I was a work-at-home
Interior Designer.

Figured I could be
a work-at-home single mom, too.

My timing always sucked.

What do you mean?

I had it all planned out.

I was gonna do meetings
on Skype.

I'd already joined a play group
with other working moms.

Then, six weeks
after I got pregnant,

aliens invaded the planet.

All right,
let's take a look.

Here you go.
Bring your knees up.

All right. All right.

All right. We're just gonna take a look.
That's good.

I wish
you'd known him before.

Sick as he was,
I never heard him complain.

Not once.

And, Lord, he could make me laugh.

I hated it
when he was taken.

But I hate what they did
to him even more.

Mike, what's going on?

Hal?

Grab your weapon.
Gather the others.

We're leaving
this place now.

Clayton's made a deal
with the Skitters.

Hey, Rick, come on!

We got to get up, Buddy. We got to go.
- Got to go... put your shoes on.

We need to get out of here.
Get up.

Hal?
What are you doing?

Clayton made a deal
with the Skitters.

Tell me you don't know
about this.

I- I was gonna talk to them
about you,

fix it
so that you could stay.

Go. Go.

- They're never gonna let you leave!
- Go, go, go, go, go go, go, go!

Dad! Dad!

No... no time!
Got to go!

Dad, wake up!
They're leaving!

Get up, Dad!
They're leaving!

The kids
are getting away!

Go, go, go, go.

Come on! Come on!
Go, go, go!

They're going around
this way!

Move, move, move!

All right,
we need the little ones alive!

Go, go, go, go, go, go!

Back here. Stay down.
Down!

Come on. Go. Go.

I swear to god,
I'll kill the next man I see!

Mike, come on!

I got this.
You two keep going.

You can't out-shoot
all those guys.

I can try for a while.

You just got to promise me
you take care of Rick.

Keep him busy.

Okay.

Listen, Ricky,
no matter what happens,

I love you, always.

You hear me?

But you got to go.
You got to run.

You stay with Hal.

I'll see you soon.

Go.

Go!

Line in the sand,
is that it?!

Or maybe you think you're
just somehow better than us!

They harnessed my son!

I know what they're doing
to these children!

Maybe I can't stop it,

but I sure as hell
won't be a part of it!

The world's coming apart,
Mike.

Come on. Come on.
Let's go. Let's go.

All right, I'll let him know.

About time.
What'd you find?

Nothing.

This map is wrong.

What are you
talking about?

Oh, it's rural,
all right,

but we didn't see anything
even close

to Clayton's sanctuary.

- Still no sign of the 3rd?
- No.

- Escorts aren't back yet?
- No, still not back.

Damn it.

Clayton had no reason
to lie to us.

Then why is not one thing
he told us is holding up?

We need to organize
search teams.

- Kids on foot couldn't have gone that far.
- No way.

Our orders are clear.
We're to hold this position.

Orders relayed to us by a guy
that we barely know!

In a dicey situation
where we don't have clue one

about what might have
really happened!

You know
something's not right!

All I know
is what I've been told.

We wait!

You wait.
I'm going back out.

It'll be daylight soon.

I haven't heard anything in a while.

Maybe we lost them.

It's still a long way back to the school.

What do you think?

They're about
to fall over.

Better it happens inside
than out.

Let's go this way.

How's Mike
gonna find us?

He told us
to keep moving.

He's gonna try to catch up,
all right?

Okay.

All right, everybody.

We're gonna hole up here
for a couple of hours.

Then we're gonna
move out.

The rest of the kids
are up in the bedrooms,

and they're
already asleep.

You play?

It's been a while.

This was always
one of my favorites.

Think they'll find us?

They'll try.

You should get
some sleep.

I'm not tired.

I should go ahead,
try and get help.

No. No.
We're staying together.

We get
a couple hours' sleep,

and then
we're gonna head out.

They're exhausted.

You're exhausted.

I can move faster
on my own.

Let me do this.

Are you sure
that's a good idea?

Why wouldn't it be?

What if you get lost...

or you just keep going?

Keep going where?

Someplace safer.

The only place
he's going...

is the school.

And he's right.

We need the help.

You go to that highway,
and you follow it.

You stay off road
as much as you can.

If you see or hear anybody,
you run.

You run all the way back
to the school.

Okay. All right.

Hal...

I, um...

I never said
thanks for...

for getting me
from the Skitters.

You're welcome.

You math geek.

Dumb jock.

They must have got on the road here.

All right, they can't be traveling too fast

with the little ones
tagging along.

So let's keep
our eyes open!

I'll try.

It's been hours.
Why isn't the baby moving?

I was afraid of this.
Your baby is breech.

"Breech" meaning...

Well, his head is way up here
instead of facing down.

Baby can't move
into the birth canal.

Is he okay?

Well, we need to get him
turned around.

And if you can't, what,
you'll do a c-section, right?

I'm not an OB/GYN,
and I'm not a surgeon.

You de-harnessed
those kids.

Yeah, with a blowtorch.

Dr. Glass.

Is she gonna be able to move
if we have to?

I don't know.

Her baby's breech,

and I would hate to try
a C-Section here.

Breech?

Hello.

My first daughter
was a breech baby.

You're going to help?

When my daughter was born,

I helped the doula turn the baby
from the outside.

You assisted in
an external cephalic version?

I never knew
what they called it,

but my wife and I
did a home birth.

You know, people think
that soldiers are brave,

but, uh, I'll take combat
over childbirth any day.

You ready to try this?

Yeah.

Right.

Doctor, shall we?

Let's get to work.

How far out are we?

Far.

If this war is coming,
it's taking its sweet time.

That looks like Ben.

Ben!

Dad!

Where's Hal and Matt?!

They're with the others,

but they don't know
Clayton's coming!

They're not
at the sanctuary.

No, no, no. Mike said
it wasn't safe, so we left.

They started
shooting at us!

Who was shooting at you...
Clayton?

Dad...

I think Mike's dead.

Is anybody else hurt?

I- I don't know.

Okay. You're okay.

Dai's gonna
take you back,

but first I need you
to tell me everything.

G-4.

Ah. Psych.

Not even close.

Hey.
What are you looking at?

I'm waiting.

You're worried
about Ben.

I'm worried
about all of them.

This must be
what my Dad goes through,

except for he's a lot better
at dealing with it than I am.

No way!
You sunk my battleship.

Guys!

Hey, pack that up,
all right?

We got to hit
the road here soon.

Kind of like the old days,
you know.

Eating
in the dining room...

board games.

Yeah.

Never had the patience
for them.

Lacrosse, football...
that was my thing.

Ever think
we'll have this again?

Someday.

You really think
we can beat them?

Think we're gonna kick
their alien ass.

Good morning!

They found us.
Quiet. Quiet.

Come on out!
We're taking you home!

Stay down.

You know, I actually thought
of buying in this neighborhood

once upon a time.

Don't make me come in there
for you, Hal!

Nobody wants to see
anybody else get hurt!

We know about your deal!

You need us alive!

Yeah, well,
there's a term in war...

"Acceptable losses."

if one of your friends
gets hurt or killed,

I can live with that.

Can you?!

Go to hell!

Down!

Get by the tree!

Kid's armed, Clayton.
Not good.

What are we
gonna do now?

I'm gonna try
to hold them off.

You take them out
the back.

Take out the shooter,
and the rest will walk out.

All right.

Got a line on him?

Take your shot.

Behind you!

Get your damn head
down, kid!

Get around!

Hey, Clayton!

How's that Skitter deal
working now, huh?!

Watch the house.

Nail that son of a bitch!

Aah!

Give it up, Pope!

Aah.

Pull up a chair,
Professor.

Put it down, Pope.

No, I'm just
getting started.

Trying to give your kids
a fighting chance.

That doesn't explain
why you're here.

It's complicated.

I got no tolerance

for anybody who gets into bed
with the Skitters.

How many are down there?

Got six or seven.

Your whole tribe's
down there.

Your oldest has a gun.

They'll kill him
if it gets them the rest.

That's too many of them.

If we open up, we might get
lucky and get one or two.

I'll take those odds.

I won't.

We get into a firefight,
we're not the only ones at risk.

So what are you gonna do?

Stop it.

Hold your fire!

Pope's dead!

Clayton, it's Tom Mason!
I'm coming out!

It's Dad!

Hey!

Mason...
how'd he find us?

We're not taking
any prisoners today, Mason!

You might want to think
about that.

Yeah?

Everything you told us
is a lie.

I know you haven't
talked to Porter,

'cause I have,
and he's on his way.

And you're gonna what?

You're gonna offer yourself up
as a hostage.

Is that it?
Why?

I don't want them
to get hurt.

Grab his weapon.

What makes you think
he's telling the truth?

'cause Tom's smart enough
to understand

that if I even suspect
he's lying,

I'm gonna take it out
on his boys.

All right, Tom,
you call them out!

Hal, Matt, come on out!
It's all over!

Everybody, come on out!

Dad!

Dad, what'd you do?

You would have kept fighting,
and they would have killed you,

and I'm not gonna
let that happen.

Going back's just as bad.

First rule of combat
is survive.

Okay, let's go.

Some night.
Took a big hit for this one.

Yeah, it was worth it.

What's gonna happen
to Dad?

I don't know.

All right!

Let's get all the kids
in the stable! Now!

Hey. Hey.

I got him.
I got him.

Stay with them.

No!
I'm not going!

Dad!

Drop 'em!

Okay, who's next?!

Who's next?!

What about me, Dan?

You gonna shoot me, too?

Only if I have to.

Tom...

So what's the next step
in this plan of yours?

'Cause I was
thinking maybe...

You okay?

Yeah.

Yeah, I'm okay.

Did you know
they were waiting for us?

I hoped.

Wasn't sure
you were gonna show up.

I almost didn't.

Dad!

Told you to send the cavalry,
not come with them.

What do you want to do
about them?

We'll take their weapons,

but I don't see bringing these
people back to the 2nd Mass.

You people...

you can go or you can stay...
I don't really give a damn.

But if I find that you've been
dealing with the Skitters again,

I'll kill every last one
of you.

Thanks for coming back
for us.

You did really good.

Charlotte,
how can you be hungry again?

Why is it I always get the seat
next to the crying baby?

Show's over, creep.

That wasn't for you.

Congratulations
on a successful delivery.

Weaver did
most of the work.

After that, it was just
your average childbirth

in a high-school
chem lab.

Sarah was great.

Baby Charlotte
is beautiful.

10 fingers, 10 toes.

I always loved
that sound.

Yeah, I'm fine,
by the way.

He'll limp,

but he'll live.

You could have
kept running.

Probably should have.

Probably still will,
given half the chance.

Well, until you do,
the kitchen's short-handed.

I guess I'm back
where I started.

Consider yourself lucky.

Mike was a good man,
good father.

I could tell from being around
him how much he loved Rick.

Like all of us here today,
he was faced with a decision.

He could have run
and saved himself.

But instead...

... he stood his ground
and fought for us.

I'm gonna miss him.

We're gonna miss him.

Captain.

You go ahead.

If this was a proper military funeral,

we'd have somebody
playing "Taps."

It's a bugler's song
from the Civil War

used to signify
the end of a day's work.

And in a way, it's a lullaby,

to tell soldiers that...

all was well
and that it was safe to rest.

So rest easy, Mike.

We'll take it from here.

# And our eyes at last
shall see him #

# Through his own... #

Clayton told his Skitter friends
that he'd secured our kids.

That ought to buy us
a couple of days.

Should never have
let them go.

It was the best option,
given what we knew.

Next time,
I'll trust my instincts.

#...our Lord, in heaven above #

I don't understand...

How people could kill
each other.

Sorry about your Dad.

Why?

Killing's
in their nature.

Their nature?

Humans.

We would never kill
one of our own.

You should
understand that.